After crossing, I surrounded the capital from the countryside

This made Xu Qingqing feel a little horrified, as she had watched quite a few horror thriller films in her previous life.

All of a sudden, images of an old corpse in the countryside and strange things happening in the village began to flash through her mind. Just then, a cool breeze blew by, and Xu Qingqing was frightened by her own imagination, and she shuddered with goose bumps all over her body.

Just as Xu Qingqing was hesitating whether to continue walking towards the temple, a pair of big hands suddenly patted her shoulders.

! ! ! !

Xu Qingqing shuddered, and in an instant her mind was filled with thoughts of everything, yet it seemed as if she was thinking of nothing. When she came to her senses, she felt her mind was empty.

Seeing Xu Qingqing standing there without moving or responding, the man was a little confused.

"Qingqing?"

Hearing the familiar voice coming from behind her, Xu Qingqing's body gradually warmed up. She turned to look at the person who came and let out a breath.

"Uncle Dahu, are you going to that temple too?"

Xu Qingqing looked at Wang Dahu and pointed her little hand at the temple not far away where smoke was wafting from.

Looking at the direction Xu Qingqing pointed, Wang Dahu's eyes flickered: "Why, Qingqing is going there too?"

"Yes, but just now I saw that everyone was very quiet and solemn. I'm afraid this is some important place and it's not convenient for a foreigner like me to go there!"

Wang Dahu couldn't help laughing when he saw Xu Qingqing trying to pretend to be calm.

Of course he knew why the villagers were so quiet. It was probably because of the arrival of the adults.

However, he couldn't reveal this matter, so he just smiled and said nothing.

In this way, the two of them walked to the front of the temple, chatting in low voices about some family matters.

Wang Dahu sent Xu Qingqing to the gate of the temple and left. Xu Qingqing stayed alone in front of the tall and solemn gate, letting the villagers around come and go.

Her intuition told her that something was wrong with this scene, but she couldn't figure out why for a moment.

I can only observe the surrounding environment more carefully.

If you look closely, you will find that the stone lions in front of the temple are slightly different from ordinary stone lions and look a bit weird.

Xu Qingqing frowned slightly and followed the villagers into the gate.

Passing through the heavy and solemn mahogany door, an ancient and mysterious atmosphere hits you.

The walls were covered with ancient scriptures. Xu Qingqing had never seen or recognized the words in these scriptures, but she could feel that the scriptures were emitting an abnormally mysterious light.

Passing through these scriptures, Xu Qingqing saw many villagers praying devoutly.

Her gaze moved from the villagers to the incense, and then slowly raised to the statue being worshipped.

But just this one glance made Xu Qingqing stunned on the spot.

Her expression seemed frozen at this moment, and everything around her became blurry.

Her eyes were wide open, with an indescribable light flashing in her pupils, showing both astonishment and confusion, as if she couldn't believe what she saw.

All this was because the statue in front of her was exactly the same as the man who saved her!

It’s just that the statue in front of her has a more Buddhist nature, while the man feels more seductive to her.

Besides this, what made Xu Qingqing even more difficult to accept was the belated sadness that seemed to have come after traveling through thousands of mountains and rivers and passing through thousands of years.

This feeling of sorrow quickly surged up from the bottom of Xu Qingqing's heart when she saw the face of the statue clearly, just like the broken painting she saw when she was cleaning up the hut, only this time it was even more turbulent than then, making it difficult for Xu Qingqing to recover for a while.

Xu Qingqing just stared at the statue in a daze.

The strong emotion made it difficult for her to breathe. It seemed as if something deep in her mind was about to be awakened. Every moment around her was magnified and time seemed to stop at this moment.

Xu Qingqing was immersed in the images flashing through her mind with lifeless eyes. The images were a little blurry and not very clear.

But the extremely strong emotions made her feel exhausted. Unknowingly, she had bent down deeply and wrapped her arms tightly around herself, as if she could no longer bear any more pain.

Just when Xu Qingqing was still immersed in this nameless emotion, she suddenly felt a pair of familiar hands hugging her.

The warm, familiar embrace relaxed her mind, and she couldn't help but indulge in it.

This embrace has a healing power that slowly rescues her from endless grief.

After Xu Qingqing came to her senses, the vague memories in her mind gradually faded away, like a dream, hazy and hard to find.

Seeing Xu Qingqing in his arms gradually coming back to her senses, the man gently loosened his arms around Xu Qingqing and looked at her quietly.

When the man appeared, the villagers were already prostrating themselves on the ground, not daring to breathe.

The temple was silent at this moment, and the breathing of the two people was particularly obvious at this moment.

Xu Qingqing looked at the man in front of her, and she felt a familiar feeling welling up in her heart. She looked at the man's tender eyes and couldn't help but ask softly, "Who are you?"

"Xiao Yuheng, my name." The man responded with soft eyes.

Instantly, a clear image flashed through Xu Qingqing's mind. A young man with a frail body but a blazing face stood in front of her, his eyebrows slightly raised, and his voice raised, "Xiao Yuheng! My name!"

Same words, similar faces, but different tones and temperaments.

Xu Qingqing snapped back to her senses and carefully compared the man in front of her with the man in her memory. To some extent, the man in front of her was like the young man who had grown up and matured.

The young man who suddenly appeared in the memory, Xiao Yuheng in front of him, and the statue not far away, the three of them looked almost identical except for slightly different temperaments.

At this moment, Xu Qingqing suddenly had a strong intuition that her time travel was not simple at all, and it was most likely related to the man in front of her.

However, there was insufficient evidence and unclear memory, so she couldn't sort out her thoughts and had to keep this guess to herself.

After calming down, Xu Qingqing looked at the man in front of her, her expression serious and tentative: "Do we know each other?"

Xiao Yuheng heard this and slowly stood up: "Of course."

Hearing Xiao Yuheng's decisive words, Xu Qingqing was a little surprised. She didn't expect him to admit it just like that?

The next second, Xiao Yuheng said with a teasing look in his eyes: "Goddess, you don't remember this? I saved your life."

Xu Qingqing's eyes instantly turned sharp when she heard this: "Who are you?"

Her identity as a goddess must be kept secret. Up to now, she thought that apart from her family, only the wandering monk and the imperial teacher Li Feng knew about it.

But unexpectedly, Xiao Yuheng also knew it.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to Xu Qingqing's mind.

The sudden appearance of Wang Dahu, the hidden Anping Village, Xiao Yuheng, everything is connected!

Xu Qingqing figured out the key and looked at Xiao Yuheng in shock: "You arranged all this!!"

Seeing Xu Qingqing noticed, Xiao Yuheng was not surprised. His Qingqing had always been very smart...

He did not deny it, but smiled and said: "Don't worry, I have absolutely no ill will towards you, Qingqing..."